Wang Cuilan was awakened by the crying of a child.
When I opened my eyes, I saw my sister Wang Cuixiang and Aunt An holding the second and third children and comforting them.
The remaining eldest brother was lying quietly with his arms and legs spread out, "looking" at his younger siblings with disgust with his eyes that could only see about 20 centimeters away.
Wang Cuilan: ...
Looking at her eldest son who looked exactly like him in her previous life and behaved exceptionally "mature", Wang Cuilan fell strangely silent.
If I hadn't tried it several times and found that Dabao's behavior habits were no different from those of ordinary babies except that he was a little aloof and didn't like to cry.
Otherwise, looking at his performance, Wang Cuilan would have suspected that her Dabao had the same memories of his past life as herself.
I took the third child who was crying the loudest from Wang Cuixiang, patted him to comfort him, and then fed him milk, then the second child and the eldest child.
After one round, more than half an hour had passed.
Wang Cuilan, "Having too many children takes up a lot of time just breastfeeding."
Aunt An laughed and said, "It's just you. Others don't have the blessing of having three children at once!"
I handed her the cooked chicken soup and said, "Drink some soup first, then eat."
Wang Cuilan took it and drank it in one gulp.
Then he said to the three treasures, "Your mother has suffered a lot for you, and look at this tasteless chicken soup she gave me to drink."
Wang Cuixiang: "Sister, my nephews are so young, can they understand what you are saying to them?"
Wang Cuilan: "I don't expect them to understand, I just want them to remember."
Wang Cuixiang: "They are so young, they can't remember it."
Wang Cuilan: "So, from the moment I became pregnant with them, I bought them a little notebook. It records how much I went through for them, from the time I became pregnant to the time I raised them."
"I plan to show this little notebook to them when they grow up and become sensible," Wang Cuilan continued.
Wang Cuixiang's eyes widened and her mouth opened.
He stammered to Wang Cuilan, "Sister, this, this can't be that serious, right?"
Wang Cuilan: "Why not? If I don't tell them about the suffering I went through for them, they will really think being a parent is that easy."
"Not only that, I will also write down how much I spent on raising them in a little notebook and show it to them when they grow up."
"I don't do this to make them pay me back when they grow up, but to let them know how much their parents have spent on raising them."
"Because some heartless little ungrateful bastards really think they can grow up just by leaning against the wall. It's not difficult for us parents to raise them."
Wang Cuixiang: ...
I looked at my three sleeping nephews with sympathy, and felt that their future would not be easy.
Look at how serious her sister is.
She is even more amazing than her father. Wang Cuixiang wants to say that her sister is worthy of being her father's biological daughter.
The way they treat their children is really consistent.
Wang Cuilan had no idea what her sister was thinking, but even if she knew she wouldn't care, because after all, she was just like her father.
It's just that her father was more obvious, while she disguised it with a gentle appearance.
Why did Wang Cuilan come up with the idea of keeping a small notebook?
This has to start from the previous life.
In her previous life, Wang Cuilan gave birth to only one son, who was excellent, self-disciplined, and self-disciplined.
Apart from the fact that he was not very close to her, which made Wang Cuilan a little distressed, otherwise, Wang Cuilan could be said to be extremely satisfied with her son.
Wang Cuilan is lucky to have given birth to such an outstanding son and she doesn't have to worry about anything.
But it’s different for others, like the boy from Xie Zheng’s cousin’s family, who is three years older than Wang Cuilan’s son.
Teenagers aged fifteen or sixteen are at their most rebellious. Because their parents are busy with work and often cannot be with them, they become even more resistant to their parents.
His parents can't interfere in his affairs. If they do, they will say, "You know how to control me now, but where were you when I needed you before?"
As soon as these words were spoken, my cousin's wife, who always presented herself as a strong woman, was so angry that she almost cried.
God knows how many jobs she turned down in order to take care of her son when he was young.
Those who joined the unit at the same time as her have been promoted several levels during the years she was with her son.
In order to make up for this gap, can she not try her best to catch up when her son is older and can take care of himself?
Little did she know that her son did not understand her actions at all and completely denied all her previous efforts.
Seeing her cousin's wife like that, Wang Cuilan felt lucky.
Fortunately, my son is not as ignorant as my cousin’s son.
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